White ants -- I mean white ants; I only capitalized it because it was the first word of the sentence -- are cockroaches.
A classic example of -- wait for it -- anty racism.
Tam multa, ut puta genera linguarum sunt in hoc mundo: et nihil sine voce est.
This past March 14, Bill left a comment bringing up my posts about Christina Rossetti’s poem “Goblin Market,” and I followed up the same da...
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Anty racism . . . that's good. I once had an Auntie Racism. I also knew a girl in high school named Anne T. Racism.
Not bad, Frank, not bad. Now let's hear your best cole slaw joke!
Cole slaw joke? That's above my pay grade. In the immortal words of Dirty Harry: "A man's got to know his limitations."
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